Setting the stage:
Mrs. Fyah had a due date of August 1. That day came and went a looooong time ago. Her water finally broke Saturday morning.
Our church was having an ice cream supper - homemade of course. It was to be Saturday evening, outside with horseshoes, volleyball, waterballoons, watersprinkler, and various combinations of water-balloons-volleyball-children. The […]
Today was Dr. day. Drove 170 miles in 103F heat + a heat index.
Drove through, though during the day time:
Past:
From the far bridge:
To get to here:
To find that Little Missey is 2ft 7inches and 28lbs. She is at the top of the growth curve and midish for weight or tall & slim.
To confirm that […]
Or home again, home again, jiggety jog.
We made the trek to Little Rock and Arkansas Children’s Hospital. The trip is about three hours but new highway work is helping the trip go quicker. We have never been to this hospital–something to be extremely grateful for–so had no idea what to expect. The hospital is easily located just […]
Life goes on and I can’t seem to find the pause button.
Little Missey is home and doing fine…mostly. We received a call from her pediatrician’s office letting us know that her state test results were back and the numbers for the thyroid test were not good–could we bring her into the the hospital today to redo […]
Living in Arkansas has its good points and its bad points. We are in rice field country so mosquitoes are the #1 bad point. Picture miles and miles of flooded fields all prime real estate for mosquitoes. Local blame the mess on corn fields *News Flash* I grew up in Illinois and we may have […]
Tomorrow came and is now yesterday. Thank goodness at many levels.
The office was a cubicle with walls and sterile lighting–Dilbert could have walked through the door. The genetics councilor was northern and had a voice to match. There was the obligatory box of tissues (2) and the lesson was basic.
In the ultrasound room we found […]
I am dreading tomorrow. It is quietly creeping, waiting to pounce, a weight on my chest.
We are driving to UAMS for an advanced ultrasound and genetic counseling. Forty-two is geriatrics for maternity patients and test results that were fine in younger years are now high risk. It isn’t the possible diagnosis of Down’s Syndrome that […]